The Shadows flickering, the daylight dying, <br />And I upon the old red sofa lying, <br />The great brown shadows leaping up the wall, <br />The sparrows twittering; and that is all. <br /> <br />I thought to send my soul to far-off lands, <br />Where fairies scamper on the windy sands, <br />Or where the autumn rain comes drumming down <br />On huddled roofs in an enchanted town. <br /> <br />But O, my sleepy soul, it will not roam, <br />It is too happy and too warm at home: <br />With just the shadows leaping up the wall, <br />The sparrows twittering; and that is all.<br /><br />Frances Darwin Cornford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-evening-5/
